Heya could i request a subby! Suna where hes on a phone call with the boys and you just walk up to him and started teasing him by kissing his neck and touching him and it leads to you giving him a handjob and edging him and hes begging you to let him cum and you let the boys give recommendations on how to please suna and marking him up with hickeys at the end. Thank you. <3
cw. phone sex? sub!suna, handjob, edging, hickeys and bite marks
“y/n...” he groans under his breath, trying his best to cover up the fact that he desperately wanted to moan at your touch, he wouldn’t want to be embarrassed on a phone call. it’s just a quick catching up with his friends, but he can’t hold back his voice when you tease him like this.
your lips on his neck leave red bite marks, the dainty skin now littered with evidence of what you’ve been doing on this hot summer day.
it was purely out of boredom, seeing as he’s been on the same phone call for over an hour, and you’ve grown bored of any games you could find around the house.
the only thing left to do was mess with him.
so you did, and look where it got you, straddling his hips while he presses his eyes closed, trying to focus on whatever it is atsumu keeps rambling about.
“and so he said-... suna?” he asks, and suna’s eyes go wide open in surprise, a warm blush spreading across his cheeks at the fact that he’s been discovered. “you ok?”
“yeah, why?” his voice almost cracked when he suddenly felt your hand on his clothed cock, and he looked at you with a pleading look, begging you not to do this here, now. it only drives you to do the opposite.
“he’s fine” you say, taking his phone away and turning on the speaker feature. you take his cock out of his pants and run your fingers around the length, gently stroking the head with your thumb. “he’s getting a handjob while he’s talking on the phone, he’s more than fine” you smirked.
“y/n...” it’s slurred, he can’t say much with the way you pump your fist around his cock, enveloping him in the warmth of your hand and leaving him helpless to your touch. “please...”
after a few minutes, he ashamed to acknowledge that he’s getting close to the edge, but the thrill of getting caught made him all the more sensitive. until you stopped, and he whined and clawed at your shirt, begging you for more, so you gave him more. you drove him over to the edge again, and just as he could almost feel the sweet feeling of release, you take your hand away again.
“no! please, y/n!” he says, guiding your hand over to his cock again, only to receive a slap.
“bad” you say, placing more kisses on his neck, this time sloppily, open mouthed kisses leaving a trail of saliva on his skin. “do you think he deserves to cum?” you ask into the phone, his pleads as background noise to your words.
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